Chapter 17
Lupine, the hours passed intangibly. From time to time, the wind shifted and I scented my partner on the opposite side of the nearby gully. Meanwhile harsh bursts of crackling radios and shrieking sirens intermittently broke through the tranquility of the scene. But I just lay on my belly atop the leaf litter, dreaming of battle as I waited for Emmanuel Shepard to appear.
He’d come this way, I knew it. Because our initial reconnaissance promised that the older male had parked quite a distance from the other agents, choosing to enter through the back side of the crime-scene site. Whether he’d hoped to flush out quarry lingering in the woodland or had just been north rather than south of the college when the call came in was irrelevant. Either way, once his investigations were c
